"Yes! Miss! Liuzhu Chao Qingchen was slightly blessed, and hurriedly ran over to pick up Li Zhongyu, who was a little anxious, so that he could see Li Zhongxuan's pink and tender appearance.

{We don't write novels, we're just online text porters-Li Zhongyu looked at it for a while, seemed to think of something, and shouted: "Mother! Mother! ”

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Murong Qian took Li Zhongyu from Liuzhu and admonished in his father's tone: "Zhongyu, you will call the queen mother in the future, do you know?" ”

Li Zhongyu nodded stunned, and looked at Hu Qingchen timidly: "Queen Mother? ”

Xun Qingchen looked at Li Zhongyu's aggrieved appearance, and persuaded softly: "Ah Qian, Zhongyu is just a child, he can be called whatever he wants.1 Although Murong Qian's tone was slow, he did not have the slightest intention of backing down: "Qingchen, Liuzhu is your personal maid, you can call it whatever you want in private!" However, Zhongyu is the prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he must not leave a little handle on the world! "Hu Qingchen knows the deep meaning of Murong Qian's words, this palace is not comparable to King Zheng's mansion, and he has to pay attention to his identity in every word and deed. Thinking about it like this, it was hard to say anything, but he just stretched out his hand and took Li Zhongyu into his arms. Murong Qian patted Qingchen's hand for comfort, and looked back at Liuzhu: "Liuzhu, what happened just now?" Liuzhu pondered Murong Qiancai's words, pinched the proportion of his lips and teeth, and his voice weakened unconsciously: "His Royal Highness the Prince, he, he ......" Li Zhongyu didn't wait for Liuzhu to finish speaking, pursed his lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "Queen Mother, Erchen doesn't want to live in the East Palace, I don't want to be separated from my mother!" Murong understood the reason, looked back at Li Zhongyu, and his expression was stern: "Zhongyu, you can't live here!" "Then why can't my brother?" Li Zhongyu's eyes widened, pointed to the cradle, and said with a crying voice, "Isn't it, when you have a younger brother, you like your younger brother and don't like Zhongyu anymore?" As he spoke, tears began to roll in his eyes. Silly boy! The queen mother loves my family the most! The queen mother will not be separated from Zhongyu! Xun Qingchen stroked Li Zhongyu's head and considered the gentle words, "Zhongyu is good, this palace is a big house, you and the queen mother just live in different rooms!" Zhongyu, you are already an elder brother, only a man can have his own room! All right! A man can't cry like this.1 Li Zhongyu stopped his nose, tilted his head, and looked at Hu Qingchen as if he didn't understand: "Is that the case?" Liuzhu hurriedly led down the steps, blinked and nodded: "Yes, yes, His Royal Highness the Prince, if you are in your own small room, Aunt Liuzhu can quietly cook you a lot of delicious food!" Li Zhongyu's eyes lit up slightly: "Really? What will Aunt Liuzhu do for me? "That's right, the sweet and cool osmanthus horseshoe cake, the crispy and crispy crab shell yellow, as well as the pork rib rice cake, Longjing shrimp, and the ...... of the sashimi" Before Liuzhu finished speaking, Li Zhongyu shouted: "I want to eat!" I want to eat! "Okay, Aunt Liuzhu will do it for His Royal Highness the Prince!" Let's go, let's eat something delicious! Liuzhu took advantage of Li Zhongyu's excitement, hugged him over, bowed to Hun Qingchen, and quietly retreated, "Niangniang, the slave maid retired 1 Liuzhu had just retreated to the door, and a figure suddenly bumped in, Liuzhu protected Li Zhongyu and staggered a step, and after standing firmly, he saw the person clearly, and he was a little angry in his heart, and his tone couldn't help but be bitter: "Eh, who should I be?" It turned out to be Lord Ah Li, why, now that he has been promoted to the head of the Ministry of Rites, are these eyes going to grow to the sky? ”